Accidents would always happen. This was the only unchanging truth in the world that was constantly changing.
For the weak, the occurrence of accidents always meant that the established plan was disrupted, which was a very bad thing. No weak person liked accidents, but for some people, accidents were already the norm in life. They were not worth paying much attention to because life always had to go on.
When one's mentality was strong enough, accidents would be equivalent to a pile of X to them.
Therefore, when Saber turned his head and saw a scorching light in the sky smashing toward him, his heart was almost unmoved. Of course, if it were any other time, he might have raised his middle finger at the battleship that suddenly opened fire. But at this moment, when the Phoenix's origin was transferred, his heart became calm, and even his emotions became a lot more stable.
They were not friends to begin with … Wasn't it normal for someone to choose to stab you in the back when you were at your weakest?
The only thing that annoyed Saber was that he almost believed Coulson's words. So … Agent Coulson was actually an enemy, and he looked like a cunning fox.
"Well, I'll just kill him next time!"
This thought flashed across Saber's mind. The next moment, his body, Grey Gin's body, and the entire Demon Island were completely swallowed by the light of the mothership's main cannon.
Coulson stood on the surface of the sea, watching this scene with his limbs cold. He had no idea why the mothership chose to open fire at this time. He also had no idea what was going on in Maria Hill's mind, or who gave the order to open fire. But there was no doubt that this had sent him to hell.
And the moment the scorching light of the main cannon dissipated, the battleship in the sky swayed in a distorted halo visible to the naked eye, and then completely disappeared from the sky. They ran away!
Running away after firing a cannon, this feeling was really exciting!
The sea around Demon Island was now covered by a terrifying amount of steam. The cannon shot had accurately locked on to the location within 100 meters of Demon Island. Even an extra square of the sea remained unharmed. However, this was where the problem lay. The more concentrated the energy was, the more terrifying the damage would be. After the light from the main cannon dissipated, the Demon Island before them had completely disappeared. A vacuum black hole had appeared on the surface of the sea, and the surrounding seawater gushed into the black hole like a great tide that was hard to come by in a hundred years.
"Pfft!"
A long sword went straight through his chest. Coulson didn't even feel the pain. His body collapsed on the ice floe under his feet. The moment before the light completely dissipated, he saw Catherine's angry face and the bloody sword in her hand.
"You lied to us! You bastard! "
"No … No … It's not me …"
The scene in front of Coulson's eyes spun quickly, and he felt the life in his body was quickly draining away. Erwin silently took out a purple soul crystal from his arms and put Coulson's soul into it. Everyone's eyes stayed on Katherine, and an anger of being fooled rose in the group of Devil's Gang members. The SHIELD soldiers standing opposite them felt their hands and feet go cold, and they couldn't help but retreat.
"Bury them!"
The little girl waved her hand coldly, and without saying a word, Erwin and Artanis removed the ice and sand at the feet of the SHIELD forces and let the soldiers fall into the sea. Water Demon Walter, who was wrapped around Erwin's arm, rushed into the water with a wild laugh. In an instant, a huge whirlpool appeared above the sea. Except for a few guys who escaped from the bottom of the sea, all the other soldiers were sucked into the sea.
Those screams and wails can't change their fate. They will experience the most painful way to die in the world. In such a whirlpool, their chances of survival are less than one percent.
"Go!"
Sergues gritted his teeth and said to Catherine, "I'll take a few brothers back to see. I don't believe the boss is dead."
Catherine wiped the blood on her face. She turned her head and looked at the members of the Mutants Brotherhood who were retreating. She pointed her finger at them.
"Let them explore the way! We don't need our brothers to take risks! "
"Those who don't want to go, kill them!"
Facing the demon gang members who were overflowing with murderous intent, the remaining Brotherhood members did not intend to show off their bravery, especially after a few uncooperative fellows had their necks snapped and were thrown into the sea. Under the threat of swords and spears, the remaining Brotherhood members braced themselves and walked back to the ruins of Demon Island that had become a land of death.
Tony Stark told Saber that the weapon system of the battleship was designed by him. Coulson said that the battleship could destroy a city with one shot. That was an exaggeration. To achieve that kind of destructive power, the energy supply of many systems had to be stopped and all the energy was put into the weapon system. Generally speaking, the power of the battleship's main gun was only half or even one-third of its maximum power.
This shot was no exception. It came from a more mysterious higher authority. The weapon system that was activated in a hurry was not charged to the highest level, which gave the battleship a chance of survival under the destruction of all things.
After the complete destruction of Devil Island, everything on the ground was completely wiped out in the largest wreckage left behind. The scorching energy flow erased all traces of civilization in this place, leaving behind the cleanest battlefield. It was so clean that there was not even a trace of blood. Instead, it was replaced by a liquid that was as hot and flowing as magma.
It made this place look like a volcano that had just erupted.
"Crack!"
The rocks on the ground that were covered by magma shook, as if something had broken out from the inside. A few seconds later, a bloody fist broke through the blockade of the rocks, grabbed the magma, propped up the body, and jumped out of the underground seal.
Saber's clothes were all destroyed, and his hair and body hair were all burned by the scorching energy. He took a few steps forward, staggered, and fell into the scorching magma on the ground. The magma burned his skin. He crawled forward while gasping for breath, enduring the pain. It was not until he crawled five meters away that the terrifying wounds on his body began to heal rapidly. He lay there, breathing heavily, and pointed his middle finger at the sky.
"Ha … Hahaha … I survived again! Hahaha! "
In the cave that he crawled out from, Leech, who was also covered in wounds, poked his head out with difficulty. This bald guy was extremely lucky. Under the attack that could destroy half a city, he was almost unscathed. He looked at Saber, and then at the ground that was completely destroyed. His eyes were filled with fear and numbness.
On this day, no, to be precise, in these three hours, he had seen too many things that he could not imagine before. He had also seen too many miracles. There were so many that he could not help but shake his head, trying to calm himself down. He wanted to think again. Was this godforsaken place the Earth that he was familiar with, the civilization that he was familiar with?
"Cough, cough!"
Saber coughed. He waved his left hand, and a box of cigars appeared in his hand. He picked one up and lit it in the magma beside him. He let out a satisfied sigh. He looked at Leech, who had poked his head out, and scolded fiercely.
"You little bastard! You almost killed me. Do you know that? By the way, what is your name? "
"I … I'm sorry!"
Leech hurriedly lowered his head and apologized. He knew how dangerous his ability was to the Mutants. When Seiber came crashing down, it happened to hit him. In other words, Seiber had lost his ability to heal and devour. That was to say, Seiber was able to withstand the attack of the main cannon and saved Leech's life.
This man … What kind of terrifying things had he experienced? How could he have such powerful abilities?
This question appeared in Leech's young mind. At the same time, he had a strange feeling. It was probably because Saber had saved him just now. This man that he thought of as an evil big boss suddenly did not seem so scary anymore.
He hesitated for a moment and said softly, "My name is Leech."
Saber frowned. "It's not the disgusting code name that they gave you. I'm asking for your real name."
Leech was stunned. He shook his head. "I … I don't have a name. I only have a code name."
Poof!
The seawater beside them suddenly parted. The wet Magneto carried the unconscious Professor Charles to the surface with difficulty. He was like a salted fish that had left the water. He lay on the ground and took deep breaths of air. He reached out and threw his dark red helmet aside. He let his wet white hair stick to his face. He turned to look at Saber. He reached out and shook his hand.
Seiber threw him a cigar and raised his finger. He struggled to ignite a small flame and lit the cigar for Magneto.
The two opponents who wanted to kill each other ten minutes ago were sitting and lying on a rock that was less than ten meters in radius. It was so peaceful that it was unacceptable.
"Ahem, looks like you won."
A bitter smile appeared on Magneto's old face. "You killed her?"
Saber nodded. He said with difficulty in breathing.
"Her body was shattered and her soul was destroyed … You can say that I killed her."
"Hehe, you killed three of his students … Charles will want to strangle you!"
Eric Lancher laughed heartily. "Ahem, he will become your new enemy. You will become his second opponent … after I die."
Pa!
He stood up with difficulty and staggered back. There was a shocking pool of blood under his feet. There was a twisted, melted piece of steel in the old man's abdomen. Obviously, he was fatally injured in the explosion just now. He knew very well that he would not live for long.
He grabbed the steel in his abdomen with his left hand and pulled it out bit by bit. He was like an old warrior holding a long sword. He looked at Saber, took the cigar from the corner of his mouth, and threw it into the sea. Then he bent down and picked up his dark red helmet.
"Come on! The last battle! "
Seber looked up at him and flicked the fingers of his left hand. A dagger appeared in his hand. He wiped the dried blood under his nostrils and sat up. The aftereffects of the transfer of the phoenix's power were still there. His body was weak and he couldn't even use a tenth of his original strength. He held the dagger and looked at Eric Lancher, who couldn't even stand properly, and said softly, "Let's go!"
He said in a low voice, "There are very few people who can be my opponent … You are one of them. It is my honor to send you off personally."
"There is nothing to be honored about. There is nothing to be honored about facing someone who has failed his whole life."
Magneto took a step forward. His bloody footprints landed on the ground behind him. He looked at Saber. "My biggest regret is that I can't see the moment when the Mutants are truly free. Charles can't shoulder such a heavy responsibility. He always has an unrealistic expectation of humans, but his existence is necessary. He is a bridge. I know … I always knew."
"But I also know that if I have to find someone I can entrust everything to, then you can! I always knew … Only you can! "
Magneto's voice was filled with the weakness of old age. This Mutant Overlord at the last moment of his life did not vent his hatred and anger. On the contrary, his expression was unbelievably calm.
"Weak people often use a sincere appearance and pious actions to hide a demonic heart. But you are different. Countless evil natures are gathered in you. You have never cared about the happiness or anger of fate. You wantonly brandish your bloody sword … The Mutants need a leader like you. We never need a benevolent Emperor. We need a cruel Overlord … We need … You!"
His body stood in front of Saber. He swung the bloody iron rod in his hand. Saber sidestepped and the dagger in his hand accurately pierced his heart. Hot blood sprayed on Saber's ears and hands. He did not withdraw his hands. Instead, he lifted Eric's weak body.
"Pfft!"
Magneto spat out a mouthful of blood. There was no pain in his eyes, only a touch of relief.
"Use death as a ritual. Accept my fate and complete it."
Saber's face was cold. He whispered, "You misunderstood me.
"You're wrong about me. I'm just a lunatic."
"Haha … There is always a fine line between madness and greatness, Saber …"
Eric picked up the dark red helmet in his hand with difficulty and placed it on Saber's head. He used the last of his strength and his blood-stained hands to help him straighten the helmet, as if he was putting a crown on him.
"Madness and greatness go hand in hand. The kindness and mercy of a King is very precious. Not everyone is qualified to receive it, and I only ask you … Don't give up on them. Don't give up on those who are struggling in the mud."
"Finally, help me save Raven. Tell her that I let her down. I let her down."
The light in Eric Lancher's eyes slowly dimmed, and the metal rod in his hand fell to the ground. Seiber caressed him, and after a moment of silence, he reached out to help Eric close his eyes. Leech looked at all of this silently. With his fifteen-year-old knowledge, he still couldn't understand the meaning of this inheritance. However, the heavy aura made him breathless. It wasn't the pressure of power, but a confession from a deeper meaning.
In short, under the gaze of an extraordinary young man, an era … came to an end.
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